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Loser Takes All

	Beerus let out a yawn, fangs glinting in the softer light of the room. He was like a purple cat in many ways. Long ears that tapered off on either side, the left one pierced with a golden ring. A short muzzle tipped with a small nose, eyes a bit triangular from his normal attitude of boredom and arrogance, golden band wound around his neck. He was thin, some would even say he was too skinny as his ribs showed a bit under the poncho he wore, which was alternating black and blue stripes with the ends all black except for the diamond of orange and all bordered in white. Resting his arms on the table to help prop himself up slightly, golden bracelets between shoulder and elbow with wrist guards of the same gold.
	The sphynx’s lower half was clad in slightly draping light blue pants that ended at the shin in billows, held up by a darker blue sash with a tabard hanging down the front. Outlined in gold, the cloth was black except for three diamonds, the top and middle white and the last orange like on the collar. His tail curled lightly as it twitched in his irritation, nearly dangling to his feet that were glad in soft brown cloth with gold rings running around the ankles.
	“You better have had a good reason to wake me Champa. Otherwise, I will backhand you to the next universe!”
	“I am sure you will find that what I have to offer will be effective enough to make you quiet.”
	Champa was very similar to Beerus and different. He was also a male sphynx, purple of color although a bit more rounded. It seemed that the other had taken a liking to his food a bit more, having a bit more chub and flab, but otherwise was nearly identical. Besides that, his clothing was different in that where Beerus had blue, Champa had red as well as diamonds were now circles instead. A smirk with fangs were the sight that was greeting Beerus had come to with a challenge likely in mind from his eternal rival.
	The visiting room Beerus used for all guests was plain. Soft beige walls with vines spilling down them from open framed windows. Wood doors were on either side of the rooms, typically an empty entry way, however, Champa insisted on making this private and so Beerus had chosen one of the few enclosed spaces while the others were sleeping. Green painted cabinetry was pushed against the wall resting on cracked mint green stone floor. A rug was thrown across the floor, bordered in pale yellow with a small green stripe between that and a bigger stripe of a dirty gold color. A slightly larger stripe of red enclosed a purple that was the main color of the fabric. A plain light blue table separated the two sphynx males, who sat upon burgundy chairs with what seemed to be cat ears and imprinted with two upside-down triangles connected by points.
	“And what is this offer?”
	Champa’s muzzle split into a wide grin to show off his fangs. “A challenge.”
	“And how was this important enough to wake me?”
	“Winner fucks loser.”
	Beerus paused from examining his claws to look over at the other male, his slitted yellow eyes taking in the other. This was not an offer he had been expecting at all. The started to grow tense as he responded, “I accept. What is the challenge.”
	“Cock comparison. Bigger wins.”
	Mildly surprised, Beerus straightened as he watched Champa rise from his seat, loosing his sash before a hand traveled into the pants to grab himself. The other sphynx just smiled widely as he moved a little away from the table before he started to lightly move his arm back and forth. Already Beerus could feel himself starting to tent as he stood. He’d be damned if he’d lose this!
	Standing and moving to stand in front of Champa, the sphynx got his hand into his own pants and fundoshi underwear, stroking his arousal. Already it was leaking pre and forming a wet spot as Beerus grew harder. It had been too long since he’d had any action and he hadn’t pleased himself in quite a while. Back and forth he pumped his foreskin over the head of his cock head, watching himself before more rustling brought his attention upwards.
	Champa pulled his dick from his pants, grinning widely. He sure was smug, so Beerus decided to knock him off his pedestal. Placing it right next to the other shaft that was leaking onto the carpet already like his own, Beerus compared the two. Champa was thicker around but he was a bit longer than the other sphynx. With a smirk, Beerus intoned, “Looks like I win the bet.”
	Champa had a look of displeasure on his face. “No, I won this one.”
	“I have the longer dick, I win.”
	“We were measuring the thickness.”
	Beerus was starting to fume. He knew how this little game worked and he was going to get his due. “Length is the common measurement unless stated otherwise.”
	“Then we’ll call it a draw.” Champa pulled his pants over his arousal as he turned to head for the table. Beerus’s fists clenched as did his teeth. No way was he going to go to bed blue-balled!
	Beerus moved quickly, shoving Champa from behind and bending the sphynx over the table. Champa gasped in surprise but Beerus wasn’t done as he held Champa down while his other hand gripped the waistband of the red pants and yanked them down. As they slipped free, the sphynx male noted that Champa was wearing a fundoshi like himself and grinned. Sliding in closer, Beerus rubbed his aching tented pants against the other’s rump as the pinned sphynx tried to struggle.
	“Beerus! What are-!”
	“Taking my prize!”
	With a quick push down, Beerus freed his cock, using a hand to stroke himself as he coated his hand in pre to slicken himself a bit. Champa shuddered under his hold before he tensed as Beerus wretched the tail up and into the hand holding Champa down. He then proceeded to move the twisted fabric out of the way as Beerus looked at the naked purple ass and grin widely. Shuffling forward, Beerus lightly grabbed his dick and pressed the tip between the cheeks, sliding up and down as he searched for his prize.
	“Beerus! You ca-AH!” Whatever Champa was about to say was cut off by a yowl as Beerus shoved himself into the tight confines of the rump. It was heavenly to Beerus but the squirming of Champa brought him back from his bliss state. Leaking pre into the dry passage, the sphynx male started to thrust his hips back and forth, using half his dick as he thrust hard into the still struggling Champa.
	Champa continued to whine and yelp as Beerus abused him, working his cock further in until his hips pressed against the purple ass. Fully hilted, he grinned a bit savagely at the pinned sphynx. Without a pause, Beerus pulled himself back to his tip, foreskin dragging to cover the bulbous head before he rammed in hard, skin shifting back over the head. A cry from Champa from the first true impaling of the night as Beerus repeated his hard thrusting cycle of in and out.
	A wet squenching sound appeared with the smell of musk and sex, pre splattering the purple cheeks from the amount Beerus was producing. Licking his lips, Beerus slapped the purple cheek before he decided to make Champa even tighter around his shaft as he leaned down and reached around to fumble a bit to find Champa’s erection. He was a bit surprised to feel a sticky wet spot before moving his hand to grasp a noticeable erection. Champa tensed greatly at the touch and Beerus shuddered, nearly blowing his load already. He withheld as he pawed at Champa’s cock through the fabric, grinning at the yowling and squirming the sphynx did in his grasp. Thrusting with new vigor, Beerus used only his lower half to stimulate both himself and Champa.
	It seemed that it was too much for Champa to handle as with a gasping moan, he came hard into the fabric to the point seed poured out through the fibers and coated Beerus’s hand. Spasms were caused by Champa’s orgasm resonated in his ass before Beerus had to hilt himself with a gasp and a shuddering groan of his own. Hot seed poured from his deprived balls and filled Champa as much as it could before it started to overflow and make a mess of Champa’s ass and Beerus’s groin and balls.
	Both laid there panting and sweating after the intense exercise that was fucking. Beerus frowned slightly as he noticed he hadn’t flagged as much as usual, still pretty hard inside of Champa. The pinned sphynx spoke up then. “Are you satisfied now?”
	Beerus just growled a little. Pulling his cock out, he saw his seed spurt out in a gush as the hole tried to close from the intrusion. Champa seemed to think he was going to be let up but was instead pushed further onto the table. A growl before another gasp, as Beerus used his claw like nails to slice the fundoshi into a few pieces before he once more slapped an ass cheek. Trapping one of Champa’s legs between his own, Beerus lifted the other’s leg upwards while turning the sphynx before pressing his cock into the seed soaked passage. Shoving in fully in one thrust, Champa gasped loudly as he tensed up and made Beerus hiss in delight.
	“Damn tight Champa!”
	“S-shut up Beerus!”
	Champa was flushed with embarrassment and more as Beerus started to rut his seed deeper into the already used male. He shivered from the sensation of his used and sensitive cock was used again right after having seeded another. Back and forth his hips went, balls slapping wetly against the seed coated ass of Champa. Cum coated the rug and table already as Champa himself was getting hard and leaking again. 
	Louder squenching and the smell of cum mixed in the air from the already tired two males. Champa’s belly jiggled a little as Beerus watched the other male, who looked a bit torn before he started letting out moans. A hand was clawing at the table as the other made it’s way down to the thick length to stroke the rock hard dick. Grinning, Beerus turned his attention to what he was holding, the leg up in the arm and vulnerable. A smirk before Beerus slowly drug his tongue up Champa’s sole.
	Champa let out a cry at the lick, cock spurting pre hard. Beerus himself tensed up as he felt the tightness from earlier again. Champa was a great lay to be sure! He’d have to suggest more outings like this once in a while. Grinning to himself, the sphynx continued to bury himself into the purple feline, copious amounts of seed splattering his groin, balls and all down his legs as he took Champa.
	Champa was clenching tighter as he started to tense up. It seemed his second orgasm was coming. Beerus continued to plow into the used tailhole as he grinned, his own balls starting to raise for another seeding. With a yowling cry, Champa’s balls emptied themselves a second time, spurting white ropes of cum onto the table as he clenched around the shaft buried in his rump. Beerus didn’t last long with the spasming insides as he let out his own cry of orgasmic bliss. He poured his essence a second time into the sphynx in his grasp, having already fucked his first load deeper. Balls continued to push off seed until the breeding was finished as Beerus slumped a bit over Champa. He was panting, tongue lolled out as he saw Champa quite the same. They were both worn out now from that mating.
	Neither were in a hurry as the night wore on, sweating and gulping down air. Neither spoke as they rested for a bit. Beerus was the first to move, slowly sliding his softened member from the abused tailhole he’d taken as his prize. He smiled as less seed poured out, likely having dried a bit inside the other’s innards. Champa twitched a bit as he roused himself, unable to even be angry at the other.
	Beerus grimaced a bit as he saw his clothing as he started to pull it up. HIs fundoshi was completely soaked in his own fluids and his pants faired no better. With a sigh, he pulled them up and on anyways, shuddering a bit at the uncomfortable feel of wet seed coating parts he didn’t want and stiff fabric where it had dried. Looking at Champa, Beerus let out a small smirk.
	“You can show yourself out. Enjoy your lose.”
	Beerus didn’t look back to see if Champa had heard him or not. He just left the room and proceeded a bit awkwardly down the hall to his room, tail lashing. He’d have to get not only his clothing cleaned, but the rug too and repair the table from the claw marks. Overall, a good day.
	Though Beerus had to admit, he was a bit envious of Champa. He hadn’t taken dick in a while either. Perhaps at some point if he’d lose, never purposefully, he decided he’d be dignified and bend over for Champa’s thicker length. Beerus licked his lips. Yes, Champa was a fine species indeed for winning or losing.